Love, Expired

In the middle of the night, Jiang Yuyan smoked a cigarette completely, from the beginning of his throat to gradual adaptation, and finally felt a trace of neurotic joy.

The first cigarette in life, but not the first. His first bite was dedicated to his close relationship with the lunatic.

Cheng Zixu went to the toilet at night and saw a thick smoke smell in the dark living room.

"Yu, what are you doing?" Then there was a dazzling light.

Jiang Yuxuan looked at Cheng Zixu in pajamas, and between them, the man was a green boy in a school uniform, as white as a piece of white paper. He is a very sinful man who has defiled others but wants to abandon them.

Jiang Yuxi retracted his gaze and kept his head down. He left the cigarette **** in his palm and clenched it into a fist, squeezing out sporadic fire ideas.

"Sleep early, it's all a little bit more." Cheng Zixu said thoughtfully.

"Um." Jiang Yuzhen made this sound from deep in his throat.

The dialogue is as usual, and no one wants to break the unusual tonight-why people who never smoke hold cigarettes in their hands, what is he thinking about without sleeping in the middle of the night.

The moment Cheng Zixu turned and walked away, Jiang Yuxi suddenly stopped him, and then stared at him sternly.

"Yu Han, do you want to tell me?" Cheng Zixu was still standing, without taking a step forward.

Jiang Yuzhen's eyes were getting deeper and he finally settled in the fruit plate on the coffee table.

Cheng Zixu slowly walked over and sat next to him. Like judges and criminals, waiting for the prisoner's final statement before sentencing. Jiang Yuzheng is the sinful prisoner.

"Just say what you want to say." Cheng Zixu was astonishing.

For a long time, Jiang Yuxi only groaned from his throat, "I'm sorry."

Cheng Zixu wasn't sad, she even laughed, "Yu Han, you said it to Zhou Hao. If you can't live with Zhou Hao anymore, run me here and say sorry to me, Let me forgive you, you said, should I forgive you? "

They are alas, any one picked out is a loud and wise man. Zhou Hao is, he is, so is Cheng Zixu.

Jiang Yubi's eyes became red. He hugged Cheng Zixu and swallowed in his throat. "Sorry."

"When you were in high school, you didn't like to talk. The teacher asked us to sit at the same table, because we didn't like to talk. At that time, there was always a circle of girls around the door of the class. You. You will never look at them for a moment, you will read writing exercises quietly. At that time, I felt that you were different from others. Then you said that you like me and want me to associate with you, do you know That night I was so excited that I didn't sleep all night. My male **** liked me. I pretended not to care, I was afraid, I was afraid that the two had been in contact for a long time, and I changed in your heart, not what you thought Like that ... "

Jiang Yuzheng just listened quietly, he tightened Cheng Zixu tighter. It was an act of remorse, and he really failed the good boy.

"Just divide it if you want, Jiang Yuzheng, everyone is an adult. I hope you don't think about it once. Let go! Let me go now!"

Cheng Zixu broke free from Jiang Yuzhen and went to the room to pack his things. Soon, he dragged his suitcase out of the bedroom and walked into the living room. Jiang Yuzheng was still sitting on the sofa.

"Jiang Yuyu, you don't know anything. One night Zhou Hao took the dead tree and you sent him out, do you remember? After you came back, you squatted on the balcony for a long time."

Jiang Yuxuan looked at him with a complex look, and he continued, "At that time, I knew you had him in your heart. Just like that, anyway, we have never slept, and you don't need to say sorry to me. Let me save Dignity. "

Cheng Zixu left the suitcase, leaving the whole house in an unprecedented quietness. Jiang Yuxi took out another cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it, and in the midst of the smoke, his sin became heavier.

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When the weather was getting warmer in March, Zhou Hao received a call from Yan Ming, who said on the phone that he had moved out of Teacher Jiang's house and now has nowhere to live. Zhou Hao gave him the address of Minlin District, and the man came with his luggage at night.

At this time, he and Sun Yiwen were still in a tepid cold war. No one said, no one asked, the mustard between the two grew larger.

In the evening, Zhou Hao's tomato marinated noodles, tomato egg marinade poured on the hot noodles, the aroma overflowed, and Yan Ming came and set up two bowls.

"You haven't eaten for 800 years?" Zhou Hao couldn't bear the look of this starving ghost.

Yan Ming smiled hesitantly, "I didn't eat at noon."

"Hey? He has moved out of your teacher Jiang's house."

Yan Ming looked lonely and succinct. "He talked about a girlfriend."

Zhou Hao understood everything. At the small table, all three ate each, and no one spoke. Sun Yiwen has been silent. At this time, silence has taken up almost half of his life.

After the meal, Zhou Hao proposed to go for a walk with Yan Ming, and asked Sun Yiwen, "Would you like to go?" Sun Yiwen shook his head and said no.

When leaving the house, Yan Ming also felt a strange atmosphere between the two. He didn't ask well just now, and now he was in a good position. "Did you quarrel with your family?"

Zhou Hao licked his lips. Recently it was dry. He was a bit uncomfortable. "No."

"Have me! I can see that the boy's mood is not very high."

Zhou Hao looked at Yan Ming side-by-side, smiling sloppily, "Is it obvious?"

"It's not normal anyway."

"Cough, it's just a little noisy, just a few days away. Don't say me, why did Teacher Jiang suddenly have someone?"

There are not many vehicles on the street, and one or two car whistle is occasionally encountered. The moonlight was like water, and the two were as quiet as water.

"The day before yesterday, I didn't hold back and showed my heart to him. The next day, he came back with his girlfriend, and he asked me to help him organize the information as usual, and to eat the food I cooked as usual. Girlfriend. You said he was not scary? "

Zhou Hao understood that Yan Ming's secret love, which had been directed and performed for three years, was completely broken. He can imagine that under the calm water-like face of this man, there is already a pool of standing water in his heart, with black and green duckweed floating on it.

"This kind of man is the scariest."

Yan Ming opened his mouth and smiled, his smile was reluctant.

"Zhou Hao, do you remember what I said to you?"

"What is it?"

Yan Ming was totally immersed in his hazy memories, his eyes blurred, "He once told me that poetry after Auschwitz was brutal. However, Keltes also said that after Auschwitz can only write Os Wiesing's poems. I should write poems, why should I be influenced by that man. "

Zhou Hao heard the fog lingering in the clouds and clearly understood a little. As for what Tays Yan Ming said, he had never heard of it.

"Okay, writing poems! Young literary artists should read books and write poems." Zhou Hao catered to him calmly. He even forgot to say that the young literary men who wrote poems were the most terrible.

The two made a circle around the riverside in Minlin District. The river was lit against the street lights, and there was a faint sparkling wave, and the sound of a whispering passenger ship came from afar. The two stood in front of the river, and as soon as the wind of the river blew, there was no distinction between the southeast and the northwest.

After staying for a quarter of an hour, still could not stand the cold, Zhou Hao turned his head to Yan Ming, "Go back, a little cold."

A quarter of an hour is enough, and it is strict enough to eliminate the right and wrong of three years.

Back at home, Sun Yiwen was teasing the two little guys and saw them return without even turning around. Zhou Hao walked over and deliberately sought out the words, "Have you washed the dishes?"

Sun Yiwen's gaze was still silent, "Wash it up."

After struggling for so long, Zhou Hao couldn't help it. He dragged Sun Yiwen, "What the **** are you doing? What's the matter, tell me. If you can't carry it alone, you and me, Two people can no longer carry it, then everyone will die! "

Yan Ming hurried over to hold Zhou Hao, his mouth kept persuading, "In the evening, don't be so angry."

Zhou Hao shook off Yan Ming and pushed Sun Yiwen into the bedroom, only to hear a "bang", Yan Ming was left outside the door.

Finally, Sun Yiwen was not a matter of silence, his eyesight was red, "Lao Zhou, why are there so many bad people in this world?"

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Hao's heart softened. He was most afraid of crying for a clean boy in his life.

"Cry what cry! Ignore the bad guys!"

Sun Yiwen got up from the bed and stood still. The eyes of the two were very close. The pain and suffering of the two people could see each other clearly.

"Lao Zhou, when we graduate in June, we will leave City A." Sun Yiwen also said.

"it is good."

Sweeping the haze just now, Zhou Hao is happier than anyone at this moment. He and Wenwen are going to start in another city and settle down again.

After the bedroom door opened, the two seemed to have reached a settlement. Yan Ming didn't dare to breathe, and the two of them dared to laugh and laugh at the kitten.

"Bring the kittens with you, oh, will they not be convinced?" Sun Yiwen said to himself.

Zhou Hao knocked his head, "What do you want? They just eat, drink, and sleep, and they are almost lazy and refined. How can they tell whether the water and soil in Minlin District is water or soil?"

"Right……"